Hearing Song Weiwei tell his story, Fusheng couldn't help but feel sympathy. He didn't expect that Song Weiwei would also suffer from this kind of predicament. This life experience seemed not much better than his own.
"Weiwei! The hard days are over, and you will get better in the future! But I didn't expect you to have so many difficulties. As a girl, you are really strong!" Fusheng said sincerely.
"I finally found someone to talk to today. I'm very happy that you are willing to listen to me. I hope I don't annoy you! Come on, let me toast you. Thank you for coming to see me off and for listening to my wordy words!"
Song Weiwei wiped the tears from her eyes, poured a glass of wine and said to Fusheng.
"Weiwei! How many years older are you than me! You are my secretary at work, and let me be your little brother in life! I will take care of you in the future!" Fusheng picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Song Weiwei.
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"Hehehe! Okay, little brother! Let's do it!" Hearing what Fusheng said, Song Weiwei laughed, raised her neck and drank the wine.
"Weiwei! Slow down...!" Before Fusheng could finish his words, he saw that Song Weiwei's wine had already been drunk. He shrugged helplessly and shook his head. Knowing that Song Weiwei's mood was different now, he still wanted to talk to her.
He drank to relieve his worries. He took a sip of the wine and then put down the glass. Song Weiwei poured herself another glass next to her.
"Weiwei! Don't drink so much! You've already drank a lot just now, and you have to drink more." Fu Sheng saw that Song Weiwei wanted to drink more, and hurriedly dissuaded her.
"Hehe! Hehe! It's okay! I made a bet with myself on my future destiny. Today will be the turning point of my destiny. Because I got to know you and brought you home! Hahaha! But
, no matter how you bet, I will always win! Hahaha! You don’t understand now, wait until I tell you later!”
Song Weiwei drank too much, and Fusheng really didn't understand what she said. However, Fusheng knew that he couldn't drink any more. Otherwise, he really didn't dare to say what the two drunkards would do! And they were one male and one female.
A very magnetic drunkard!
"Fusheng! Why don't you drink? Come and let's have another drink!" Song Weiwei's hand holding the wine glass was a little shaky, but she still came over to clink glasses with Fusheng. She leaned forward, but couldn't hold herself back and suddenly bumped into her.
Into Fusheng's arms.
Fusheng hurriedly supported Song Weiwei, reached out to grab the wine glass from Song Weiwei's hand, and put it aside. But Song Weiwei's delicate body, exuding the special fragrance of a woman, leaned against Fusheng's body. Fusheng trembled all over.
, like an electric shock. The hand under Song Weiwei's armpit inadvertently touched Song Weiwei's soft breasts, and a stream of heat flowed through his body along his fingers. Fusheng suddenly felt hot all over his body and his breathing was short of breath!
The little Dongdong suddenly stood up.
Isn't this causing trouble? Fusheng hurriedly reached out and patted his little brother, then lifted up Song Weiwei and said, "Weiwei! You, get up quickly! I'll help you to the bed! You've drunk too much!"
"I, I'm fine! You don't need to help me!" Song Weiwei wanted to stand up by herself, stretched out her hand to push Fusheng, but her feet were unstable and she suddenly fell into Fusheng's arms.
"Oops! Fu Sheng! What? What hit me!" Song Weiwei reached out and swiped down, hitting Fu Sheng's little brother who was erect. It turned out that he hit Song Weiwei's lower abdomen!